I half-jogged over to the coach and two players."Well, what are you standing there for?" asked the Bumpers coach. "Help her up." Not until I find out ...hat's wrong. It might be improper to move her." I'd heard such things on TV, and I figured they'd be credible even if I wasn't. "What happened?" I asked."You saw! That blonde twerp distracted me on purpose." Miss Dark Hair was breathing hard."You've just got the wind knocked out of you," I said with authority. "You'll be fine." I don't care,". I exploded in a continuous wave of rocking orgasms. I felt it was actually just one continuous orgasm. A very wild one.I felt Jasper removing his thumb from my anus and he grabbed my hips from behind. I yelled at him not in my ass and he laughed.I then felt his massive black cock invading my sore cunt.He fucked me in a very brutal manner. He was angry with me, having banned my delicate asshole for him…The bastard made me cum again, this time it was even harder, since his huge cock felt really. . When was this?”“A Friday in November. It poured with rain. You’ll probably not remember coming back to Bryn’s place for the night when you saw a ‘lost man’ under an umbrella watching you kissing him.”“That was you? Why didn’t you talk to me?”“It took me by surprise, and you were away walking to his house when Bryn got in my way. But good acting Sally. You know it was me: Bryn told you. But you must be joking about talking to you. You’d spent months fucking that priest, you ran away for months. The last rounds for Gérard were far more serious. Black Weasel was attacked by the crew of a privateer who had thrown away his letter of marq and decided to go into business for himself. Gérard was only a so-so sword and knife fighter but he was an expert wrestler and in the end more than one of the invaders found himself flipped into the sea before he’d had a chance to swing his weapon. Beyond a scratch or two Gérard had emerged unscathed. Two crewmembers were not so lucky. One had been killed.